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[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

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WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! ~~Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn~~!))

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R-right... [SHE'LL JUST ASSUME THAT HE'S SECRETLY JUDGING HER and continue to be really self-conscious about it.]

[However, the girl refrains from sitting as Nero takes a seat; looking down at him as he rests. They've probably still got some time to kill... And if they just start talking about themselves again, it can only result in depressing conversation or another angry outburst from Nero. Pyrrha anxiously tries thinking of something else to occupy their time... ~~And also distract from the subject of her eating habits.~~] Um... so...

...What else should we do? [Pyrrha looks up; the sun's rays brightly shining into her eyes. As self-conscious as she is about her body, part of her is almost starting to wish that she could discard the thick towel around her torso.]

It's... getting pretty hot, isn't it?

[Nero sinks down into the chair, his foot bouncing impatiently in the sand below. It seemed that despite it all, he was impatient as antsy as ever. Nero wasn't the kind of guy who could just "sit around".]

I don't know. I can't do anything with my arm like this-- [He furrows a brow, looking out at the crowd.] There's too many people here...

[A pause. Pyrrha casts a sympathetic gaze on him, before looking out at the sea.]

...What if we were in the water? Then no one would have to see, right?

[Nero shifts uncomfortably, looking out at the water himself.]

It goes all the way up to my shoulder.

[A slight crease of her brow, as the blonde can't help but picture herself in Nero's position; being too self-conscious to enjoy herself, or relax with friends... She already has a tough enough time with that while lacking her own corrupted arm; what about when that changes? Then what will she do? Just... be even more miserable forever..?]

[No... It doesn't have to be that way. ...That's what she'll choose to keep believing anyway.]

[Determined.] Then we'll swim out to where the water is deeper.

I'll keep an eye out too- and warn you if anyone gets too close. No one has to see you but me... I promise. [Pyrrha extends her hand out to the man as she stands in front of his chair.]

...Will you come with me?

[Nero brings his human hand up to clutch his shoulder, looking nothing short of miserable. He shakes his head after a moment, scowling now and appearing to be his usual arrogant self.]

It's fine, I'll just go. It's better than sitting here and being bored out of my mind.

[Hiding like this was even worse. He felt pathetic on top of ashamed by having Pyrrha offer to help him. No matter how much he might need the empathy, Nero was too stubborn to openly accept it.]

[He gets up from his seat and loses the towel as he makes his way to the shore.]

[Pyrrha exhales. She retracts her extended hand as he rises up on his own; just glad that he eventually agreed. Nero just looked so... miserable- and understandably do- that Pyrrha couldn't help wanting to do something.]

[The girl watches as he walks off and discards his towel; glancing at his bare torso momentarily before looking away. She... still has to get used to being in the presence of an exposed man, after all.]

[The blonde herself keeps her towel wrapped around herself even as she approaches the shore. Only when her feet have touched the cool water does she pull the towel free from her body; letting it fall to the sand as she hastily moves forward to submerge herself in the sea; anxiously looking around to make sure that no one is too close by. The water is certainly nice and refreshing against her skin; instantly helping her feel a lot cooler as it rises up the further she moves in.]

[Miserable was right as Nero trudged towards the water, wasting little time before he submerges himself up to his chest. His Devil bringer is still visible, both from the glow under the surface and the strange, distorted scales and skin that cover his biceps and part of his shoulder blade.]

Hh... [He lets out a sigh, because at least the water was nice and cool, taking an edge off the heat and his bad mood.]

[Nero also can't help but glance at Pyrrha when she walks in before quickly averting his eyes as usual.]

[Pyrrha also continues on until her body is submerged; the water-level rising up to her chest... But then, she stops. She would prefer to continue on until the water comes up well above her chest, but...]

O-oh... [Pyrrha blinks, as a thought occurs to her.] I forgot...

[An uneasy expression as she awkwardly averts her gaze; admitting-] ...I... never learned how to swim.

[Nero looks at Pyrrha again, but this time with a look of utter, irked disbelief.]

What? Are you serious? And you're just remembering this now?

[Pyrrha furrows her brow; shrinking away somewhat.] I-- I never had anyone to teach me...!

I mean- I've waded in the water before, but... Never for very long. I was always afraid that someone would see me... And I've never really had to swim before, s-so....

[She looks down; somewhat embarrassed.]

[Nero lets out a short groan, pinching his brow.] It's fine. Listen, all you have to do is kick your feet and use your arms to stay afloat.

[He does an extremely vague gesture with both arms as an example.] Sort of like this.

[She watches for a moment, before nodding her head.] ...Okay...

I'll... try my best.

[At that, Pyrrha moves a bit so that she's a bit deeper in now; wading in the water. There's a small pause of nervous hesitance before she dives in.]

[Her arms flail for a bit and her legs are kicking, but... one can hardly call it swimming, really. ...In fact she barely gets more than a couple of feet away, and it's quite apparent that she begins to panic mid-stroke; hands flapping awkwardly as she now just focuses on trying to stay afloat.] -!!

[Nero let's her struggle a bit, sure that she can pull it off, but when she starts to panic he's out to her rescue. Of course it's not without a slightly irritated remark:] Don't panic--that's the worst thing you can do!

[When Nero reaches her, he grabs her around the waist with his Devil Bringer and hoists her up until her chest just above the water. Once he makes sure has a good grip on her he awkwardly paddles one-handedly back to shallow water. Unfortunately due to the nature of water, she slips down a little in his grip...]

[Pyrrha gasps for air as she's hoisted above the water's surface; coughing and sputtering as she had unfortunately swallowed a gulp of seawater. Her breath comes in small pants; brow furrowed as she focuses on breathing... And then, her attention is suddenly brought to something else entirely. Blinking, the girl soon comes to realize that Nero is holding her with his corrupted arm. Unavoidably- her first reaction to this is to bristle slightly as a small flair of fear wells up inside of her; causing her heart to pound. It's terrible, but... that arm... still scares her.]

[However... the warmth of the arm around her is... unexpected. She's not quite sure what she expected it to feel like- but Pyrrha certainly didn't think it would hold such heat. It's not burning- or even necessarily uncomfortable, but it certainly stands out against the cool temperature of the water around her. She can feel herself getting goosebumps, but the girl is hesitant to pull away- especially as she doesn't want to hurt the man's feelings... but then....]

[...Then she slips further down- and before she knows what's even happening, Pyrrha feels the heat of Nero's demonic hand slip up beneath the bottom of her thin bikini-top; inadvertently coming to rest against the soft mound of her breast.]

Ah--! [The girl's breath hitches; not only at the sudden heat providing a stark contract to the cold water against her- but also at the very foreign texture of the hand against her. An almost violent shudder runs through the girl's entire body and her face flushes red. Quickly, Pyrrha brings her own hand up to his, as if to push it back down- when suddenly... her entire top comes flying off altogether; unintentionally snapping off as Nero's Devil Bringer pushed against it.]

[All of this seemed to happen all at once; causing Pyrrha to go into brief shock as she looks over to see her swimsuit-top floating in the water.]

N- Nero...! [The girl's panicked voice calls out.]

Edited 2013-06-06 01:39 (UTC)

[Nero was so concentrated on pulling Pyrrha back to more shallow water, he hadn't noticed where his hand had slipped to before it was too late. When Pyrrha called his name, it only took that brief instance for him to realize what was happening. He quickly let go of her and backpedaled, his cheeks tinted red and his expression distraught.

His heart hammered against his chest at the thought of where his hand had just been, not to mention a few other conflicted feelings.]

S-sorry. I didn't mean--! [But while Nero has his eyes averted from Pyrrha's face, he notices something...polka-dotted floating on the surface of the water.]

... [And as if his face weren't red enough before, it turns more so as his eyes widen in realization. Nero quickly dives for the bikini-top and shoves it blindly in Pyrrha's direction.]

Edited 2013-06-06 02:08 (UTC)

[The blonde's pulse continues to race; a residual flutter of her heart continuing to dwell within as the sensation of his hand against her body lingers in her mind. Skin left burning in the aftermath of those brief, foreign, -hot touches, Pyrrha can only reflect back on the incident with wide-eyed horror and confusion. What was that?? How could that thing- something that still frightens her- make her feel so... so....]

[Pyrrha furrowed her brow in deep shame and embarrassment; face burning red. What is wrong with her? Is she really such a depraved individual that such a thing would actually... spark arousal within her?? Not to mention just how strong of an impact it left on her...]

[-But she can't... she can't dwell on it. Fighting those thoughts to the back of her mind and tightly bottling up those residual emotions, Pyrrha quickly takes her top from Nero; frantically trying to do her best to secure her bikini-top back on whilst hiding low beneath the water's surface.]

J-just-- keep a lookout and don't let anyone come near, please...! [Her voice was desperate as she scrambles to dress herself once more. Once finished, Pyrrha hid her face in her hands; unwilling to even look around as a small whimper of a voice confirmed that she had finished.]

O-okay...

[Nero dutifully looks away as Pyrrha redresses, his mind reeling as he looks over at his hand, remembering the sensation of her breast underneath it.

He quickly shakes the thought, covering his face and letting out an exasperated groan. What was he think? She was a demon! Not only that, but what about Kyrie?

His heart throbbed just thinking about her, and while he never forgot how much he missed her, it was now brought to the forefront again.

When Pyrrha speaks Nero turns around, shaking his head. He sounds a bit on-edge.]

Let's just get out of here.

[Timidly, Pyrrha can only nod her head in agreement to Nero's words.]

Yes... that... would be best.

[The girl removes her hand from her face but continues to stare down at the water; refusing to meet the man's gaze as she quietly moves to head back towards land.]

[Nero says nothing else to Pyrrha on the way back to the shore, nor on his way back to their seats. He dries himself off with his towel in silence before draping it over his shoulders again just like before.]

... [And then he stares out at the ocean, looking thoughtful but also a bit agitated.]

[Pyrrha also remains silent; saying nothing as she retrieves her own towel and sits back down. For a long, awkward moment, she doesn't even so much as look over at the man beside her.. but when she does, the young woman creases her brow in worry as she gets a look at his agitated expression. ...Is he mad at her?]

[Oh no... did he... actually notice the way that she reacted to the touch, maybe? -The way she blushed and shivered like that...? Is he thinking that she's an improper woman- or coming on to him despite the fact that he's taken..? Maybe he suspects her motivations for being his friend now! These thoughts and concerns swirl in her mind; making Pyrrha grow increasingly anxious until, finally, she gathers the courage to ask;]

Are... are you okay..?

Nero props his cheek up in his human hand, not even giving Pyrrha so much as a passing glance.]

I just want to get the hell out of here.

[Not just this room, but this building. He missed Kyrie...her smile, and spending his free time with her.

Nero covered his face with that same hand now.]

[Though relieved that his concern was apparently not with her, exactly, Pyrrha furrows her brow; looking to the man sympathetically for a moment as he covered his face with his hand.]

...Nero... I... [She anxiously bites down upon her lower lip for a moment before, hesitantly, reaching over to lightly touch the man's shoulder.]

I should... thank you. -For coming to help me earlier, I mean. I really do appreciate it...

[When Pyrrha reaches out to him, Nero quickly jerks his shoulder away while muttering under his breath:] Don't.

[Even when she thanks him, it does little to improve his mood.]

It's just my job. Don't over think it.

[Pyrrha retracts her hand; looking slightly hurt as Nero reacts to her touch as though offended by it. Is he that repulsed by her...?]

[Growing increasingly agitated herself, the young woman frowns.] ...If I remember correctly... your job is to kill demons- not rescue them.

You made that very clear to me.

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Warning // Vague sexual content

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